The Moonstone Prophecy

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20+ stories about mermaids, sirens and dragons. What more could a Paranormal lover want?

My book is titled the Moonstone Prophecy

In the sleepy town of Saints Grove, Virginia, Eric never expected to find anything but a good sandwich at the Bar and Grill, friendly people, and a little rest and relaxation.

When an astrological event opens up the seams of the universe, paranormal entities swarm the town, some for noble reasons, while others only have evil on their minds.

As a demon attacks Eric, he is promptly saved by a woman named Tirvu with white hair and glowing blue eyes … the same woman who has been appearing in his dreams and showing him images of death and destruction while begging him to follow her.

He finds out his previous life dictates they must work together to find the Moonstone – a relic that will save her world –  a world of dragon shifters.

Can they find the Moonstone before time expires and the universal seams close, trapping Tirvu on Earth for the rest of her life?







Operation Underworld Series



Welcome to Operation Underworld …

I’ve teamed up with author Elise Marion to bring you Operation Underworld.

When paranormal creatures step out of line, Operation Underworld must step in to intervene … because sometimes regular law enforcement just won’t do.


A  Touch of Blood – Connor and Sami – Book 1

He cheated death once. Can he do it again?

After surviving an explosion deep in the heart of the Guatemalan jungle, Marine Connor Dickson has been left with a supernatural ability—he can detect vampires living among the human population.

With this knowledge comes the realization that there are good and evil among the vampire nation. After witnessing a horrific death at the hands of a vampire, it becomes his own personal mission to police the rogue entities and stop them from harming humans.

He is recruited into Operation Underworld, an organization where their sole purpose is to hunt the criminal entities of paranormal species. His first assignment is to find out why humans are going missing from nightclubs in Los Angeles.

When he meets the beautiful Sami Karim, he discovers they are working on the same missing persons case. As his attraction to her grows, he can’t shake the feeling that she’s hiding many secrets, as well as lying to him.

A shocking twist of events reveals Sami’s true agenda, leaving Connor devastated, fearing for his own safety, and ultimately, forced to face his enemy on his own.



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A Touch of Love – Connor and Sami – Book 2

After witnessing the agonizing death of her mother, Sami Karim’s need to flee her empty family home becomes overwhelming. As a vampire without any special abilities, she feels lost and depressed, but when she’s invited into Operation Underworld, she readily accepts the offer in the hopes of finding a purpose for her life. To her dismay, her first mission requires her to be partnered with Connor Dickson, the man she deceived in order to further her own agenda.

Forced to work together to stop a vampire drug dealer whose product is killing humans, Sami and Connor agree to put their past behind them. However, his blood is a perfect match for her tastes, making it difficult to get over the feelings she has for him. Then, jealousy rears its ugly head when it appears he’s in a relationship with another member of the Operation Underworld team.

When she can no longer fight her true feelings for Connor, she tries to figure out how to regain his trust. But when someone from Sami’s past becomes a part of their case, her and Connor’s lives are in jeopardy and it will be up to her to save them both.




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Is blood thicker than love?

After ending the reign of a drug dealer in Seattle, Sami is certain she and Connor have stopped the vampire ring responsible for killing humans. He, however, isn’t so sure.

When Connor returns to Seattle to tie up the loose ends of their case, he finds himself a prisoner of the vampire, Selene Ambrogio. As he faces death, he can only think of his one regret: he never told Sami that he loved her.

Uncertainty becomes Sami’s companion when Connor doesn’t return to Operation Underworld headquarters days after his scheduled arrival. Through the help of Dedou, the Voodoo Priestess, and Harper, the white-hat hacker, they trace him to the mountains in Washington State. Sami immediately travels across the country, determined to rescue him.

Her search will bring her face-to-face with the true mastermind behind the disappearances and deaths of humans, and a surprising twist of events leaves her devastated by her connection to Selene. Now, Sami and Connor must once again fight for their lives in order to find the future together they both desperately want.




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Her Forbidden Knight – Saint’s Grove Series

I wanted to introduce you to Jayden and Arabella. Their story is my contribution to the Saint’s Grove paranormal book series – 12 books, 12 authors, all stories centered in the town of Saint’s Grove.













5 STARS: InD’tale Magazine: “There is a richness to the depth of the characters that adds color to the tales, no matter in what time they reside. Ms. Fall has a wonderful mastery of writing that brings her readers into the story. They are engrossed with the demons that come spewing out of the depths of Hell and are enamored with those who can vanquish them. This is a matchless novel that deserves to be in everyone’s romance library!” – Belinda Wilson InD’tale Magazine, December 2016

Centuries ago, she was a princess and he a knight. Their forbidden love was torn apart by circumstances of the times, and her brutal death…

 Arabella “Bella” Franklin has a nice, stable life in Saint’s Grove, Virginia. With no recollection of her previous existence as a princess, the newly-reincarnated young woman is living the dream—a successful bakery owner with some semblance of a social life. However, boredom and loneliness continue to be her constant companions.

Those feelings quickly disappear when the townspeople gather to witness a once-in-a-lifetime, major astrological event. Unbeknownst to them, the occurrence opens the seams of the universe, allowing any and all paranormal entities to descend onto the quiet town, transforming it into a place of mayhem and danger.

When Bella is attacked by a vicious demon, Jayden, an Angel of Death, comes to her rescue. Unlike Bella, he remembers everything about their past lives, and is delighted knowing that their reunion will give him an opportunity to possibly rekindle their passion, as well as regain his life as a human. But becoming human again comes with three caveats. He must convince Bella of the love they shared so many centuries ago, she must kill a demon – her murderer from her previous life – and she has to want Jayden to stay.

With only seven days to meet those demands, memories of her past life begin to surface. With them, comes the knowledge that if she can’t kill the demon before the seal closes, she—and possibly Jayden—may be forced to spend eternity in Hell.


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Arabella Franklin stood behind the counter of her bakery, Bella’s Bake Shop, known by the town residents of Saint’s Grove, Virginia as ‘Bella’s’—which was fine with her. She appreciated that everyone shortened her name. Before retiring, her mother had taught fourteenth century history at the local community college, and had given her a name popular during the medieval times. Frankly, she hated it, and used the abbreviated version whenever possible.

The sun would be setting soon, and she had decided to stay open late tonight since almost the whole population of Saint’s Grove would gather in the town’s square for the astronomical event. The planets Earth, Mars, Venus, Jupiter, Saturn, and Mercury would line up perfectly at the same time as a total lunar eclipse. The astrology professor at the community college stated that an event like this would most likely never happen again in their lifetimes…if ever again.

The City Council had decided to make a big party out of the event. Families would gather, blankets would be laid out on the lawn, and the mayor, Thomas Barlow—who had an uncanny resemblance to Hugh Jackman—even planned to give a little speech. The astrology professor would be present to answer any questions, and Bella hoped people would also want some of her cookies and cupcakes.

Being the only baker in town, she kept busy with weddings, birthdays, holidays, and even a funeral every now and then. With her shop situated in the town square, the morning crowd loved to come in for a cup of coffee and one of her freshly made muffins before heading off to their own jobs. The hair salon next door also provided a steady stream of customers looking for their afternoon sugar fix. Overall, business was good.

A woman who frequented her store in the mornings came in with a little girl in tow, and smiled at Bella.

“I’m so glad you stayed open,” the woman beamed. “The kids are dying for some of your chocolate chip cookies.”

Bella grinned at the little girl, whose hair hung around her face in messy, blonde corkscrew curls.

“Great! How many?”

The little girl jumped up and down. “Six!”

Her mother shook her head. “You aren’t eating six cookies, Mary. We’ll take four. That’s one for you, one for your brother, and your dad and I will each have one.”

“Mommy, can I have two?” the girl pleaded.


Bella met the mother’s gaze, wishing she could remember the woman’s name. She came into the store almost every morning, and Bella recalled she worked at the post office located kitty-corner from the bakery.

Reaching into the display case, she heard the bell ring, indicating she had more customers. She carefully removed four cookies and set them in a little blue box, then sealed it with a sticker carrying her business logo—a gold, foil circle embossed with the letter B.

The woman handed Bella a credit card, and she rang up the transaction.

“You’re going to close pretty soon, right?” The woman asked excitedly. “You can’t be working with this amazing event happening!”

Bella grinned. “I will. I wouldn’t miss it.”

“Good. Hopefully, we’ll see you out there, Bella!”

The woman and her child left, and Sophia Rose Neilson, the manager of Saint’s Grove Bank, stepped up to the counter. Bella had always liked the woman, as Sophia seemed to be one of those people who lit up a room whenever she entered. Her smart, blue eyes seemed to always gleam with happiness, and her long, dark hair always held glimpses of purple, similar to her own. The woman had been working at the bank for five years, and had actually given Bella her loan to get the bakery going. They chatted for a minute while Bella packed up two chocolate chip muffins, and then Sophia left. A steady stream of customers kept her busy for another hour.

By the time she thought to glance outside again, darkness had descended. She wished she had time to tidy up the store, but then came to the conclusion she’d stay a bit late tonight, or come in earlier than usual in the morning.

She stepped out into the cool night air and locked the door, deciding she’d love a cocktail. Walking across the square, she headed for the bar and grill. She heard the murmurs that the six planets had lined up in the sky, and she glanced upward. Six lights shone, all aligned together. She had also heard the astronomy professor had brought his telescope for those who wanted a closer look. Maybe she’d try to find him after visiting the bar.

Stepping into the Mountaintop Bar and Grill, she nodded at the owner, Genevieve Eleanor Whitaker, who went by Ellie. She stood behind the bar wiping down the wooden surface, her brunette hair in the usual ponytail, her milky skin glowing under the lights. The place was pretty empty since everyone was gathered outside.

Ellie gave her a wave. “Hey, Bella. Are you open tonight?”

She nodded. “I was. What about you? Have you been busy?”

“A bit. What can I get for you?”

Bella leaned over the bar so that the few other patrons wouldn’t hear her. “Vodka and tonic. Can I get it in a to-go cup? I’m going back to the store in a little bit to clean up.”

Ellie smiled. “You got it.”

It was illegal to have alcohol outside of a drinking establishment, but she felt certain there had to be a few hidden flasks among the crowd out there. She just wanted to enjoy her drink without any hassle.

They chatted a few more minutes. Bella threw a few bills on the bar and then headed back to the bakery.

Standing in the doorway of her store, she took in all the families, heard the chatter and laughter, and center of her chest ached.

At age thirty, she knew she missed something in her life, but couldn’t figure out what exactly it could be. If you’d asked her ten years ago to imagine her life at this time, she’d have said without hesitation that she’d be married with a couple of kids. She sighed at how wrong she’d been.

Her parents lived down the mountain in Roanoke, and she saw them a couple of times a month. Bella’s Bake Shop did well, and many people relied on her to help them make their holidays and special occasions extraordinary; which meant she didn’t get a lot of time to go out. Most of her friends were married with kids, so she didn’t see much of them. She dated every now and then, but found that most men didn’t interest her much.

Despite being busy, the feeling of emptiness only intensified with each day. If her life was missing something—or someone—it seemed to her she’d have to be aware of them. You couldn’t long for anything you didn’t know about. If you’d never known it before, how could it be missed?

Yet, she woke each morning feeling as though a part of her had disappeared. She didn’t understand it. She’d fallen into a huge rut, one she couldn’t climb out of. In a nutshell, her life bored her to tears, and she had no idea what to do about it.

As some of the kids ran around playing tag, she smiled. She would like to have children at some point, but in order to do that the old-fashioned way, she’d have to find a man. She didn’t subscribe to the notion that a woman “needed” a man to feel whole or complete, though. Perhaps she should consider adoption instead.

What could be her unnamable need? Could it be all she required was a trip to a therapist and some anti-depressants? Was it that simple?

The sounds of “oohs” and “ahs” returned her to the present, and she noticed that many people were looking upward. She followed everyone’s gaze, the crowd’s excitement almost causing friction in the air. The night had come alive with what she assumed to be a meteor shower. Bright, multi-colored lights zipped across the sky, as if it rained stars. It looked like they would land right on top of them, but it seemed like they somehow avoided the town square.

A moment later, an ear-piercing scream sounded from the front of the square, near the statue of the town’s founder, Peter Saint. She moved out of the doorway to try seeing what had happened, but couldn’t see past the throngs of people. Someone else yelled, and suddenly, all-out chaos ensued. A father picked up his son, grabbed his wife’s hand, and began running away from the square, his face a mask of terror. Another woman ran past Bella, carrying her two children, as tears streamed down her face. Confusion tore through her as people scattered in all directions, and she looked again to see what had caused the mayhem, but then someone jostled her back into the doorway of her store.

People began to act panicked, but also strange. A pale man took down a running woman, then brought his mouth to her neck. At first, the woman screamed and thrashed, but a moment later, she lay limply in his arms. The man glanced up, not seeing Bella in the shadows. Blood dripped from his fangs and down his chin. He stood and seemed to disappear right before her eyes.

Okay, that apparently hadn’t been a man, but a … a vampire?

Another woman ran up to her store, her long, black hair in disarray around her thin face. Bella dropped her cup as she stared into the woman’s glowing, yellow eyes, fear coursing through her.

“Get inside,” she hissed. “Keep the lights off.”

Out of sheer terror, Bella did as instructed, unlocking the door with shaky hands. Once secured inside, she sat in the darkness, gazing out the window. The woman began to tremble and dropped to all fours. A second later, a large, black wolf stood in her place. Bella backed away from the door as a grey wolf ran at the black one. They tussled on the pavement for a moment, fangs flashing and deep growls emanating from both. Then, the black wolf took off with her attacker right behind her.

Bella’s heart pounded in her chest and tears stung her eyes as she moved away from the door. Crouching down behind the counter, she watched the mêlée outside. Could she be in the middle of a nightmare? Had she lost her mind? Forget depression medicine. Right now, it seemed she needed to check into a psychiatric ward. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Vampires? Werewolves?

A man ran toward her store, a look of terror painting his face. He stood about six-foot, rail thin, with thick black hair and a matching beard. His icy blue gaze grew wide as he looked around at the chaos surrounding him.

“Help me!” he screamed, pounding on her door.

She stood and studied him, fairly certain she hadn’t seen him around town before, yet, a sense of familiarity overcame her.

“Please! Let me in! I’m going to die out here!”

Her gut told her not to trust him, but she couldn’t turn her back on her fellow man, could she? Not with the chaos that had erupted so suddenly—not after what she’d just witnessed. The body of the woman who’d been attacked by the vampire lay on the street just mere feet away. The woman who had turned into a wolf had left her clothing strewn across her doorstep. This man begged for her to help him, to allow him into safety. She couldn’t say no. Whatever had happened to cause this mayhem, the danger was very real.

Rounding the counter, she got halfway to the door and stopped. A man dressed in leather pants and vest descended from the sky, holding a long, silver sword and a matching knife. The black wings at his back spanned at least twelve feet from tip to tip. His dark hair tousled in the breeze. He hovered about ten feet behind the guy pounding on her door, his face a mask of dark rage.

She rubbed her eyes, hoping to clear what she saw. What was he? Some type of angel? Good angels wore white, right? Since he was dressed in black, did that make him … bad?

Rushing to the door, she opened it and let the man in.

“Oh, thank you. It’s just terrifying out there.”

Just as she tried to close the pane, the angel placed his foot in the doorway and shoved her backwards, trapping her between the glass door and the window.

“Don’t move, Arabella,” he snarled as his wings simply disappeared.

She stared at the space on his back where they’d been, then closed her eyes for a brief second, unable to believe what she’d just seen. It registered somewhere in the back of her mind that he knew her name, but she couldn’t find the words to ask him how.

The man she’d tried to help suddenly morphed into what she could only describe as a demon. His hands changed into claws while his skin took on a red glow, and his eyes became two black orbs. Fangs protruded from his upper lip, and a forked tongue jutted from his mouth as he hissed at her savior.

Paralyzing fear tore through her, and she screamed as she pulled the door closer to her. She longed to shut her eyes, but found herself mesmerized.

The angel raised his sword. “This time, you will not succeed, Ulric.”

The creature laughed, a deep, guttural sound that sent tremors of terror through her. “You failed once, Jayden, and you’ll fail again—you won’t be able to protect her. You’re a pathetic excuse for a knight.”

The angel, apparently named Jayden, lunged at the demon, his sword barely missing its head. Ulric dodged the blow, causing Jayden to go crashing into one of her display cases, then to the floor. The glass shattered and cupcakes flew around the store. Ulric pounced on him, and they traded blows. Jayden gained the upper hand and slammed the demon into the other display case, and it, too, met its demise. Ulric tried to get to his feet, but the smashed cakes made it difficult for him to keep his footing. Jayden grabbed a chair and raised it over his head. Just as he brought it down, the demon rolled away, sprang to his feet, and ran out the front door.

Bella stared after him, her whole body violently trembling, and the sound of splintering wood still echoing in her head from the crushed chair.

After a moment, she turned to Jayden. He looked at her, his chest heaving in labored breaths. Their gazes locked, and a feeling of recognition came over her. As she studied his dark eyes, high cheekbones, and square jaw, she tried to place from where she knew him. It was a ridiculous thought, because she didn’t hang out with angels. In fact, she kept waiting to wake up safe in her own bed, relieved this evening had only been a horrible nightmare.

He stepped toward her as a trickle of fear clawed down her spine, and she held on tightly to the door, the only barrier between them.

“I’m not going to hurt you, Arabella,” Jayden reassured her.

She swallowed as tears clogged her throat. “My name’s Bella.”

Why she felt it important to correct him on her name, she didn’t understand. She had just witnessed an epic battle between an angel and a demon. What he called her seemed irrelevant.

Then, she remembered her thought from earlier—how had he known her name?

She tried to speak, but the words remained caught within her throat.

Confusion crossed his face just for a second, but then disappeared as a gentle smile took its place. “Very well. I’m not here to harm you, Bella.”

She glanced around her ruined store. If he’d wanted to hurt her, he already would have. Instead, he’d protected her from that ugly, awful, terrifying … thing.

“We should shut the door,” he said softly. “The Evil is still out there. We don’t want to invite it in.”

It seemed like a rational thing to do, but she couldn’t seem to let go of the pane. Her knuckles were white from holding on to the metal bar so tightly.

He came closer and placed his hand on the edge of the door. “Let me close this.”

As he pulled, it slipped from her grasp. He turned the key in the lock, then glanced over at her. “I’m sorry about your bakery.”

She really couldn’t believe the mess. Smashed pastries and cakes littered the floor, topped with sprinklings of broken glass and splinters of wood. A little tidying up had turned into an epic clean up—almost a complete remodeling. At least the walls still stood.

He held his hand out to her. “Right now, this is the least of our worries.”

She gazed up at him, and then back at his hand. Chaos continued outside, and the cries of people and strange creatures met her ears.

Should she trust him?

As she glanced out into the mêlée, she stared at the woman who had been attacked by what she could only describe as a vampire. She had no idea what she should do. She didn’t know how to handle mythical creatures. Did you put a stake through a vampire’s heart? Or was it silver bullets? Did they even have hearts? There was also something about garlic … and how did one fight off what she could only call a demon? She couldn’t recall even one legend on how to stop a rabid werewolf … no, she was so far out of her league on how to survive something like this. The only thing she could think to do was crouch in the back bathroom and wait for morning.

Staring up at the angel again, she needed to put her faith in someone because at this point, she felt completely scared, alone, and lost.

He gazed at her intently. “Let me get you to safety.”

Finally, it seemed her tongue worked. “How do you know my name? Who and what was that … thing? What did he mean that when he said that you couldn’t protect me?”

“There’s time for all that later Bella, and I promise to tell you everything. For now, we need to get out of here. We must get away from this area.”

He still held his hand out to her, and she met his gaze again. The feeling she knew him overcame her once more, and a little voice inside her whispered that she should trust him.

Placing her palm in his, she nodded.

“Is there a back door here?”

“Yes.” She pointed toward the hallway behind the decimated display case.

“Let’s go. Hopefully, the chaos hasn’t moved outside the main town square, and we’ll be able to leave without too much trouble. Is your home near here?”

“It’s about a mile away.”

“Okay. Please, stay close to me and do as I say.”

Taking a deep breath, she followed him through the disarray that used to be her quiet, boring, unassuming life. How odd to think that just moments ago, she’d been wondering what she should do to put some excitement into it.

Never in a million years would she have chosen this.



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Angels of Affection – Book 2 – Forgiven

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The next assignment for Angels of Affection, Liam and Adela, takes them to snowy Lake Tahoe, California. As they search for the next people they are to help fall in love, they are told they will be receiving some assistance from a third angel.

As she watches an argument between a man and woman in the cabin across the way, Adela believes she has found their next mission. As Liam and Adela work to bring the couple back together, a series of dramatic events tears the angels apart, and sends Liam to Eternity—a place with no beginning and no end.

As Liam’s past and present collide and Adela struggles on Earth with the fallout from the events, it becomes very apparent that things aren’t always what they seem, and sometimes an angel needs to realize the answers are right in front of him.


Excerpt 2014 by Carly Fall

The snow fell silently among the majestic trees, blanketing them and the earth below them in puffs of white. The air was as still as death, and Liam knew once he could breathe it in, his lungs would fill with iciness only a winter storm could bring. His breathing would hitch as he sucked in the frigid air, and his lips would feel like two small blocks of ice. His nose would become numb, his cheeks would burn while his body shook, and his skin crawled with goose bumps.


“I hate being cold,” Liam mumbled as he touched down on the deck of a house on the shores of Lake Tahoe, California. His boots were immediately swallowed up by snow up to his mid-calf.

The redwood structure sat tucked among the looming pine trees; its floor-to-ceiling windows covered in blinds, and there had to be at least a foot of God-forsaken snow.

As an Angel of Death turned into an Angel of Affection, he had just landed for his next assignment. Adela folded her large black wings at her back. Evangeline did the same to her white wings.

“I don’t really remember the sensation of being cold,” Adela replied, tossing her long, golden hair over her shoulder.

Adela had been put to death during the Salem Witch Trials in 1692 and had been an Angel of Death ever since. Their last assignment was in a town called Litchfield Park, just outside of Phoenix, Arizona. It had been a balmy eighty degrees there.

As Angels of Death, both Adela and he were unable to feel the weather elements. It was like being wrapped in bubble wrap, or cocooned from the outside world. They were observers on Earth, not participants. As Angels of Affection, they became human again and felt everything a human would: the weather, hunger, the need for sleep, and the hundreds upon hundreds of mundane things humans took for granted. For instance, the sun against his skin while in Arizona had been as sweet as a lovers’ caress. However, he noted that humans didn’t think twice about it.

“Let’s hurry inside. Your transformation will take place quickly,” Evangeline said, ghosting through the sliding glass door. Adela followed, and Liam brought up the rear.

They ended up in a living room with red cloth couches in front of a large, stone fireplace and a thick, white rug covering the hardwood floor. A stack of wood was piled next to the fireplace, waiting to be lit and warm the room.

Liam began to feel the changes of turning from an angel to a human. The crisp cool nighttime air brushed against his skin, the smell of pine channeled into his nose. Little aches and pains in his knees and shoulder whispered hello, and his stomach rumbled with hunger.

There was a burning sensation as his wings disappeared, and as he stretched his back, he felt the pull of the six crystals where his wings had been, three on each side of his spine right between his shoulder blades.

He glanced over at Adela, who was shivering. “We should get some warmer clothes on,” Liam said, glancing down at his leather pants and vest.

“It is just like your last assignment,” Evangeline said, ignoring him and going in to full overseer mode. “This house was for rent, and it is close to your next target. The Creator made sure that all of your needs are provided for. Please, go find your rooms and get dressed so that you are comfortable.”

Liam followed Adela down the hall, their combat boots thumping against the wooden floor with each step.

Adela stepped into the first bedroom. Liam leaned against the doorjamb as she went through the dresser drawers. A double bed with a green and yellow quilt looked cozy, and Liam yawned. Clothes, food, and bed were the order things were going to be accomplished in tonight.

“This is my room,” Adela said with a grin, shutting the top drawer. “Unless you suddenly prefer pink, silky undergarments.”

Liam smiled. As Angels of Death, Adela and he tended to trade a lot of insults and barbs. One of his favorite things had been seeing if he could get a rise out of her, and every now and then he thought he had succeeded. Now they were partners in this whole Angels of Affection business—the business of helping people fall in love—and their relationship had changed a little. Adela had been dead for over three centuries, and she needed his help to survive as a human in this world. When they had first started with their mission, she didn’t know how to work any of the appliances in a house. Sure, she had seen these things as she delivered souls to their final resting place, but it was one thing to observe something and another to actually utilize it. As he had only been dead five years, he knew his way around a kitchen She relied on him, and he really liked that.

“I’ll keep my kinky fetishes to myself,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows. “Besides, I bet pink, silky undergarments look much better on you than they do on me.”




Renewing Romance Anthology

RenewingRomance-1600pxI’m very excited to be a part of this anthology! I’ve joined together with other best-selling and award winning authors to bring you five sexy stories!

Get your fill of Contemporary and Paranormal stories. Whether you prefer strong shifters, brooding angels, hot guys paired with hot rods, or sweet stories with a time travel twist, this anthology of five titles is sure to give you your fix.

**Contains stories of all heat levels, from sweet to smokin’ hot!**


Tiger Time by Marissa Dobson

Tabitha Leigh she lived a quiet life, unaware danger stalked her until Ty Reynolds showed up at her door with unbelievable news. Now that her destiny has been revealed, she’s Queen of the Tigers with a bounty on her head she must embrace her future and her mate or it will be the end of everything she’s just come to know and hadn’t realized she needed.


Yesterday’s Kiss by Carly Fall

During a mining tour on vacation in Bisbee, Arizona, Maggie Ramos encounters a miner claiming to be her dead husband from a hundred years ago. His determination to prove that their love was real takes her on a journey vacillating between the present and the early 1900s, leaving Maggie to wonder if she is losing her sanity or really encountering her one true love from the past.


69 Mustang by Kacey Hammell

Revved and Ready for passion, heat sizzles between two friends…
For Hayley Fitzgibbon, the heat wave blanketing her small town is nothing compared to the inferno inside her whenever she looks at her best friend, Rory. On the night of his parents’ anniversary party, she no longer resists her burning desire and makes it known how much she wants him. Secluded under a willow tree, down a lover’s lane, she’s revved and ready to claim her man on the top of his ’69 Mustang.


Tempted by Elise Marion

Messenger angel Sarah is focused, dedicated to the cause of heaven in the war against hell. For centuries she has watched other angels succumb to temptation and has vowed to never become one of the ‘Fallen’ angels. Jackson Bennett is alone in the world. Even his dreams are haunted by the faces of those who have lost their lives because of the former Army sergeant. He feels lost, purposeless, until an encounter with an angel reveals the secret purpose that he was made for. Sarah is the only person who seems to understand the darkness and pain that have enveloped his heart; she is the only person capable of driving them away.


An Eternity of Roses by Natalie G. Owens

“…’Til the end of my life, I shall belong to you as your husband.” In 1807, this is the promise Adrian makes to Emmaline before they are pulled apart by an evil curse. As the world changes and chaos brews, Emmaline’s fate becomes linked with the Valthreans, a group of immortals who face a deadly enemy that threatens their existence. When she finally finds her man, the nightmare is far from over. Will true love survive the odds—over space and time?